The first hellrider came, on wings of plenty in the dark

The first hellrider came, on wings of plenty in the dark,
poured out his poison, blew away his mark
The fascist from the east is coming,
mothers hide your sons

The second hellrider came,
from flaming sea and molten sand
Pipers playing hell's commands, poured out his poison
Promises of promised lands,
blackened tongues of lying leaders

Here come the riders
As the wheel of dharma's running out of time
Here come the riders
As the wheel of dharma's running out of time

The third hellrider came,
teaching brothers to kill brother men
The fourth hellrider waits on an acid trip
for an acid world
Wars of old religious fools and superstitious men,
throw some scary tarot cards and...

Here come the riders
As the wheel of dharma's running out of time
Here come the riders as the revolution's stepping into time
The dark side of Aquarius
Has robbed us of our souls and minds
Here come the riders
As the wheel of dharma's running out of time

From the starlit sky, on a silver sea,
a lonely silver surfer, comes to push the wheel for me
a lonely silver surfer, comes to push the wheel for me

Gotta move, gotta move,
gotta push the wheel right round

Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel around

Push the wheel of dharma round

Gotta move the wheel of dharma